Growing up in Svendborg was safe and the house was located on a quiet cul-de-sac (dead-end). The neighbors all started families in the sixties, so every family on the street became close friends or even an extended family.
I soon became a well-known kid among all the households, mainly because of my high level of cuteness, but also because I had tendencies to borrow tools from the various workbenches.
I was the smallest kid of the kids on the street, which meant I soon became a menace. It was the only way I could gain access to their gangs, and it worked.
My dad was self-employed and my mum was working at the local bank. They often had friends over for parties. All their friends have remained close family friends to this day.
Mid-seventies are still a little fuzzy to me, but I do have wonderful memories of my childhood, great family holidays around Europe in a camper and lots of time spent playing in the local forest.
Throughout my whole life, I’ve enjoyed playing – mainly outside or with one of the biggest Danish inventions; Lego.
I spent many hours building strange worlds, fighting battles and even making short movies. Despite growing older, I still have this inner-child that loves playing games and toys, just hide it in public!